Abnormal Moon

Roy frowned, unable to understand it at all.

"Of course it's about Miss Miku!"

Upon seeing this, Ms. Okita sat up in disbelief, pointing at Roy with a face full of indignation.

"Back then, Master actually treated me like a sex toy! Wasn't that going too far? Didn't you realize at all that I was ashamed for a long time and didn't dare to show my face at all!"

"Ah, that was around that time..."

Roy suddenly realized what was going on, and his expression turned embarrassed.

To be honest, Ms. Okita's reaction at the time was indeed quite strange.

He initially thought Miss Okita had already woken up, but she showed no signs of waking up, and with the two sisters around, he had no time to think about anything else and simply ignored her.

Ms. Okita had indeed woken up by then.

But because the situation was so awkward, he pretended he hadn't woken up.

No, she must have woken up during that night, which is why she didn't make a sound at first. By the time she did, it was too late, and she was too scared to wake up.

"I'm so sorry, I went too far back then. I thought you weren't awake... Anyway, it was my fault, don't be angry."

Roy raised his hands in surrender, apologized to her, and gently coaxed Ms. Okita.

This was indeed a rather unethical thing to do.

It's understandable that the commander would pretend to be dead.

Putting yourself in Roy's shoes, if he were used as a sex toy, he would probably be so ashamed he'd want to die, and it would definitely become a dark chapter in his life.

"It would be wonderful if Master could understand!"

Seeing Roy take the initiative to bow his head and apologize, Ms. Okita's tone softened, and she nodded softly, acknowledging Roy's apology.

"I forgive you, okay?"

Seeing how easily she accepted his apology, Roy couldn't help but laugh.

"Souji, you really are quite adorable."

If he were the one being treated like that, he would at least give that person a good beating before he would stop.

"cute?"

Miss Okita blinked hard.

The blush that was gradually fading returned to her cheeks, making her look rather restless.

"No one has ever said that to me before. In the past, everyone would only say that I have excellent swordsmanship, high talent, and that it was a pity that I was sick... Thank you, Master."

An unstoppable smile spread across her face as she happily thanked Roy.

Roy chuckled softly and reached out to pat Miss Okita's head.

He took the initiative to get into bed, his eyes fixed on Miss Okita's pure, agate-like pupils.

"Shogun, I need you."

"...Because of a curse?"

Ms. Okita paused for a moment, and her expression gradually darkened.

"No, my curse hasn't erupted yet. I've been intentionally suppressing the use of the Demon Eye all this time. And even if it does erupt, I can withstand it even if I have to bear it myself."

Roy shook his head, looked directly at Ms. Okita, and reached out to put his arm around her shoulder.

"I just want you, so I need you, is that okay?"

Miss Okita blinked.

She looked into Roy's eyes, but instead of seeing the curse erupting, she only saw straight, burning flames.

Her pupils reflected the person, not a tool.

"...I am the Master's sword, and I will also be the Master's scabbard."

Miss Okita blushed and gave her answer in a soft, almost inaudible voice.

"I will cherish it very much."

Roy sighed deeply, then gently laid Miss Okita down on the bed.

Miss Okita's eyes trembled, and she obediently closed them.

The temperature inside the room gradually rose.

The room was filled with enchanting beauty until dawn.

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Chapter 351 Lonely Rock and Roll (62k)

It wasn't until almost noon that Okita Souji opened his eyes.

She sat up in bed and stretched.

As soon as she raised her hand, she saw that her whole body was covered with ambiguous hickeys.

Whether from the front or the back, from the neck to the legs, it's like an orchard full of eye-catching strawberries.

What animals!

Miss Okita blushed and quickly grabbed a bed sheet to cover herself, concealing the marks all over her body that made people blush and their hearts race.

The Master wasn't beside him, and the bedding looked like it had been cold for a long time; he must have woken up a while ago.

The sound of spatulas clattering came from downstairs; the Master was probably making lunch.

"Uh-huh~!"

Miss Okita got out of bed wrapped in a sheet and gave a small yawn.

If it were the Servant's body from before, even with the intense exercise that lasted all night, as long as there was enough mana, I would be full of energy and wouldn't need to sleep. But now that I've been made into a Servant by my Master, I need to sleep at fixed times every day.

It's hard to say whether it's good or bad.

As she thought this, she walked toward the bathroom.

She remembered that her clothes had been taken off by her Master last night and left in the bathroom; they should still be there.

But there was no trace of her clothes in the bathroom; the entire bathroom was as clean as if it had just been renovated.

"That's strange, where are my clothes?"

Miss Okita pattered out of the room, came to the top of the stairs, and looked down.

"Master, where are my clothes?"

"I washed it off for you."

"Then what should I wear?"

"Wait a moment, I'll be right up!"

Since the Master has said so, Miss Okita has no choice but to comply.

Judging from the sounds downstairs, lunch probably wouldn't be ready anytime soon, so Ms. Okita simply threw off the sheets, ran into the bathroom, filled the bathtub with water, and took a relaxing hot bath.

Soaking in the bathtub, she looked at the patches of hickeys on her chest and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

With so many marks, they wouldn't be able to be hidden at all if I wore summer clothes.

Miss Okita reached out and rubbed it, but no one knew how much force the Master used, she just couldn't get rid of the mark, so she had no choice but to give up.

I need to wear something warmer today.

If all else fails, I can materialize that spirit outfit with the haori, but that outfit would easily be mistaken for a cosplay enthusiast in this era, it's too conspicuous.

Not long after, the sound of footsteps came from the wooden stairs.

Before long, a figure arrived in front of the bathroom and opened the glass door directly.

"Master?! Even if you want to come in, can't you knock first?"

Ms. Okita instinctively curled up in the bathtub, leaving only her head above water, her eyes wide open as she stared at Roy as he walked in.

"I've come to bring you some clothes."

Seeing her shy little gestures, Roy couldn't help but smile and sat down on the stool as if he were no stranger to her.

Then he opened the imaginary space and took out a set of women's clothing.

Ms. Okita peeked her head out slightly.

Is it a skirt?

"That's right, it's a rare opportunity, why not give it a try?"

"But what about all these marks on my body?"

"This one……"

Roy was at a loss when he saw Ms. Okita in the bathtub with a resentful look on her face.